AsYa SS : Connecting Zindagi(title changed) Chap.2 l pg.16 (15/6) - Page 11

Originally posted by: ayat20

Beautiful update

I liked it

Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

Nice start dear
Loved it
Zoya loved him. He felt that she was always shy when she was with him. He asked her but didn't get an answer. Teasing was good. Update soon plz
Thanks for pm

Originally posted by: muskaan17rocks

Amazing update

Loved reading it

Especially the bonding zoya shares with everyone especially the other RJs

It was a treat to read this chapter, definitely helping to know the background of the story

And I am already in love with the concept of the story

Really looking forward to the upcoming updates

Please do continue soon

Will be waiting impatiently 😊

P.S. Regarding the title of the story, I don't think that it needs to be changed. It just helps to describe the simplicity of this story. Telling that it's another tale of love with a beautiful concept and amazing set of characters 😊

Originally posted by: rahulmaanvi

wow aweosme story
in love wid it
rj meisha
zoya asad ( asya )
waiting for the next update

Originally posted by: MayurChan

Intriguing Update...👍🏼

Zoya is set to become an RJ , backed by her father and also trained by the best in this world and also her seniors which is good...

Meko Bubble ka TS yaad aagaya suddenly...😆

So both Asad and Zoya's families are family friends I guess and good thing is ASYA also know each other...and their is some mystery thing of emotions between them...

I wish Najma ki wish jaldi puri hoojayein...😳😆

Very Well written...👏

Continue soonish...😃

Originally posted by: MayurChan

I don't think soo... Do you have something else in your mind for this ?

Originally posted by: anopama

Absolutely loving this already

So zoya an rj in her abbu radio station

And she is keeping her identity a secret

So she will be rj meshia

Love the new characters and they r all her friends

So najma and zoya are bff

And zoya is in love with her bff brother Asad Amhed Khan

And he also seems to have an attraction to thw doe eyed beauty

So the khans and farooqui r friends

Seems they were having a discussion in the matter where zoya is invovled tht they got quiet in her presence

So in asad presence zoya gets timid and it not her chirpy and asad doesnt like tht

And zoya being a psychology major is trying to analyse asad feelings and asad is wishing he had zoya knowledge to figure zoya behaviour around him

So looking forward to read more

Cont asap

Originally posted by: -.-Mariam-.-

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Would Love to read this story

Hey everyone!! Thank you for all those who responded and I am glad to have such readers! Your comments overwhelmed me and encouraged me to write and continue otherwise I was so upset with the response! 150 pms and then what you get is hardly thirty likes and even less comments! but I am happy with the people who commented and so beautiful ones! I have replied back to each and everyone! Also this one is for two people who made me the happiest with their comments!

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~*~ Chapter 2 ~*~

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The day passed in a jiffy with her preparations for the next day, she was nervous, excited and felt all the jitters and tingles. She was successful in avoiding Asad due to the morning incident.

Monday morning :

The morning breeze kissed her face, she wanted to snuggle in her quilt but the butterflies in the pit of her stomach didn't let her do so, instead her eyes snapped open with a huge smile adorning her face. The excitement made her feel that she won't be able to breathe till she finally turns RJ Miesha.

She hopped out of the bed and got ready with the same excitement of the child that takes new stationary and bags when attends the first class of the new session. She was dressed up in a new dress with the new accessories, specially the watch gifted by her friends. She took all the necessary things and prayed the almighty for the best wishes. She jumped down the stairs and quickly got seated on the chair, gulping down her breakfast. The whole Farooqui clan was happy to see her so excited or else generally one would be nervous and would almost cry with the thought that once you attend a live on air show, where you cannot amend your mistakes and that too on the very first day of this big break. After that she spoke again and again revising, the show was to be on aired in the evening.

She left after eating her lunch and taking her parents blessing and wishes from Najma and Humera. Though they wanted to accompany her but Zoya denied.

Radio Station :

She entered the station half an hour before her show could start. Her turn was next, there were two stations, the one where the ongoing show was being done so she went into the other cabin. She surfed through her I-pad revising all the points that are to be covered and the important things such as how to bid adieu or the way name of the station has to be taken and the sponsors. She entered the cabin to see Naina and Yohan waiting for her. As soon as they saw her they rushed up to her and greeted her.

" Hey! Tum dono yaha? I mean tumhare show to over hogaya hoga na?"

Zoya interrogated eyeing her watch.

" Yup! Humne socha ki lets be with you during your on air segment taaki tu nervous na feel kare and because tune hum sab ke saath practice ki hai so you won't feel awkward! And hey tune ye wali watch pehni hai!"

Naina chirped in, looking at the watch they gifted her.

They all sat and discussed the final things and joked so that Zoya was comfortable and won't feel nervous. Finally it was just ten minutes left for the show. Zoya seated herself on the chair and Yohan and Naina in front of her. Suddenly the door flew open and entered Siddhant panting.

Before Zoya could speak anything Sid apologized and stood beside Zoya, placing his palms on both her shoulder. The countdown began...

"10...

9...

8..."

Zoya felt her heart thumping with each passing second. She looked up to see everyone smiling at her and Sid still besides her supporting her. She smiled gaining confidence.

"7...

6...

5..."

She can do it, she can and she will. She smiled, no there is no backing out now, and she won't, it was her dream to be an RJ and yes she is one now.

"4...

3...

2..."

One last time she prayed the almighty for the success and closed her eyes and placed the headphones.

"1..."

" Hellooo and good evening meri janta, Its me your apni RJ Miesha welcoming you to apka apna show " Connectinggg Zindaggiii" Jaha karungi main apse dher saari gup shup, sunenge bohat sare gaane, janenge ek dusre ko, karenge madad ek dusri ki aur yaad karenge hum un chote chote palo ko jo hum aksar bhul jaate hai ya ignore kardete hai due to our "Run and Earn" moto...To shuruvat karte hai iss show ke title se...yani Zindagi... Kya hai Zindagi?..."

The magical voice filled the atmosphere. Each and every listener stopped, captivated by her magical voice.

" So karenge dher saari pyaari pyaari baatein aur, but usse pehle ye pyaara sa gana coming right up..."

She tuned the music and removed the headphones and looked at all the three who were gaping at her one moment and were squealing the next moment.

The show went on with probably many listeners glued to their radios.

" So it's a wrap with me your apni RJ Miesha signing off but please bhejiyega hume apne reviews for the very first episode and also please share kijiye apne ideas aaj ke iss topic pe. You can mail us at connectingz@xxx.com ya phir you can tweet with #ConnectingZ and @RJMiesha. So buh bye for now but definitely stay tuned to our channel for more masti and fun till then Dil ki suno, Dil ki karo!"

Zoya wrapped up the show and looked at her friends who were waiting for their much awaited treat. The moment she wrapped up the show and pulled out the headphones, Naina didn't even give her a chance to her to collect her things and dragged her. Sid stuffed all her belongings in her purse and followed them out.

~*~*~

Najma's college was over, she glanced at the time and screamed, it was only a few minutes for Zoya's show to start and she by no means will miss it, her phone's battery was draining to be a good radio. She rang Asad and asked him to pick her up if he was near by any means. To her luck Asad was passing by her college and complied to pick her up. As soon as she got in the car she turned on the channel and Miesha's voice filled the car.

On the other hand, Asad felt suddenly something stir inside him, his heart skipped a beat listening the voice. His grip tightened on the steering wheel. What was happening to him these days? These feelings why were they even approaching him, what did this meant? And most strange thing that this only happened when Zoya was near him and then suddenly just a mere RJ only with her voice could stir the same emotions.

They listened to the complete episode with Asad highly captivated. Her voice, her talks and her words stirred same emotion again and again. He felt some bond pulling him which he ignored with all his might, but he was still stunned with the way she spoke on her very first episode.

Mcdonalds was filled with these four RJ's talks and laughter. They took their packets and left to a lake viewed garden. They sat and chattered, teasing and praising Zoya.

Asad who was passing by the garden felt his heartbeat rising, he turned his head to find Zoya laughing along with some people. There were four of them, with Zoya being close to a man who had wrapped his one arm on her shoulder. He felt uncomfortable at the sight, why? He doesn't know that. Wait? Is it the reason she was avoiding him? Could there be something between the two? He halted the car as Najma asked him to. Before he could ask, Najma rushed towards Zoya and hugged her.

Zoya who stood up to mimic some actor was suddenly pulled into an embrace by someone, and she knew who that person was because the next moment her squeals were heard.

"Zoya Zoya Zoya you just rocked...fabulous... I loveddd it sooo much"

Najma screamed expressing her joy. Zoya laughed and calmed the excited lady down.

" Calm down Najma, thank you so much mela tamatar... hey guys, meet Najma... mene bataya tha na and Najma this is Naina, Sid and Yo Yo Yohan!"

She introduced everyone and suddenly her gaze fell on Asad who was walking up to them. His gaze held hers, while the audience there smirked. Zoya can turn silent well that was something they didn't expect.

Asad stood beside Zoya and smiled at everyone. Zoya hesitantly introduced everyone. Asad excused himself as it was getting late so they should return, even Zoya bid everyone and followed them. Zoya went to her scooty along with Najma and Asad climbed in the car. They drove off to their society and went inside.

~*~*~*~

Zoya went inside the room with Asad on her mind. She decided that she was doing wrong, it was her matter if she loved him but then why punish him. With this decision she marched up to his house.

Dilshad was surprised to see Zoya at this hour. She smiled and welcomed her, Zoya asked if she can meet Asad which surprised her and she was more than happy to permit her, which Zoya found odd, very odd.

Asad was busy reading a novel but his mind was captivated by those feelings which he felt when he was near Zoya and the same feelings he felt when he heard the RJ.

A sudden knock on the door broke his trance, he looked up to see the lady in his thoughts standing there and smiling at him.

"May I come in?"

Zoya asked him who was looking at her as if just saw some celebrity he never expected to meet. Gathering himself, Asad nodded and welcomed her in.

" Vo uss din-"

Zoya started but was interrupted by him.

"Uss din? Uss din kya? Kya hua uss din? Kya?"

Asad questioned out of hesitation about his behavior that day, while gave him an awkward smile, not really getting his behavior.

" Vo uss din ke liye I am sorry, I mean even I don't know why I do this but I am really sorry and vo I wanted to say that, vo..."

Zoya confessed honestly but Asad cut her off moving close to her.

" Vo kya Zoya?"

Asad wanted to speak aloud but it all came as a feeble whisper as he moved closer to her.

" Vo we can be friends right I mean we are but we can start fresh right?"

She hesitated and asked him, completely aware of their proximity.

"Uh yes of course we can be"

He replied travelling back to present seeing her nervousness. She smiled and saw him extending his hands for shake hand the same way she used to when she was a child. She smiled and shook hand with his.

"So I will leave now"

Zoya said hesitating and he smiled mirroring the same hesitation. She kept moving out but somewhere she wished him to stop and he too desired the same, wanting moments with her but his hesitation didn't let him.

She sighed and left his room to see Dilshad, Rashid, Ayaan and Najma smiling at her with an extra stretch.

Next day :

The routine followed. Zoya went to the station and turned into RJ Miesha once again while Asad who was returning from the office glanced at the watch. It was time for her show to start. He didn't knew why he felt like listening to her, his hands itched to turned the radio on and he did, just like she said yesterday, " Dil ki suno, dil ki karo".

~*~*~*~

Days passed, she loved being Miesha and he loved listening to Miesha. Often Miesha would solve his problem as she spoke on those topics, unaware that Zoya took inspiration for her topics from him. He would even record her segments so that he can hear them whenever he felt low. On the other hand, Zoya and Asad grew closer day by day. They would often spend time with each other, Zoya wasn't that much hesitant like she used to be around him. She turned the same Zoya she was before realizing her love for him.

~*~*~*~

Asad was tensed, no, he never fought with his father regarding any business then why was this getting heated up. He was pacing around in his room, not knowing what to do. He took his blazer and zoomed out. He turned on the radio to be greeted with her melodious voice. He didn't smile but he was relieved. Suddenly an idea crept in his mind.

Miesha on the other hand was going through her messages and decided to reply them after the song end... she started with one by Mr. A...

"So again time to reply... lets see whose first one the list... umm okay so next is from "Mr.A".. okay, Mr. A, sounds cool right... to inhone bheja hai...

" Hey Miesha, You have always helped me.. Though you don't know, but there were times when I was confused and you actually spoke about those topics, thank you so much""

"Hey its completely alright, I am glad main kisike kaam to aayi, okay so aage likhte hai...

"So I need your help. I never had problems with anyone regarding business matters, especially my father, but things aren't in my favor this time, and I don't want to hurt him and create a tension filled atmosphere at my home, I hate to see them disturbed... I really need your help, please tell me..."

" Oh my god!! Is it a businessman I am talking too...wow!! okay so Mr.A, obviously mujhe ab yeh to nahi pata ki problem kya hai, but definitely aap apni family se kaafi mohabbat karte hai and unhe respect bhi karte hai...so I suggest ki aap yeh baat apne kisi khaas dost ya kisi ese insan se kare jo aapki family ke liye dil se care karta ho. Aap unse bat karke dekhiye, may be that person can help, kyunki vo iss matter ko samjhenge and than reply karenge... And yes if its business to aap ek true businessman ki tarah baat kijiye..unke and apne point of views rakhiye samjhiye and then take a decision. I hope it helps and Mr. A I am proud to know your love for your family... Family and friends are a treasure... keep them safe... So moving on to the next question..."

Zoya had this special quality to know if people are faking or saying the truth. So when she read this she easily understood that the person was actually saying the truth as he was not bragging the topic, neither was he going against his father nor he blabbered about how much he loved his family.

~*~*~

He was sitting in a caf, smiling at Miesha's reply, but what shocked him the most, was that when she mentioned about the person who can help him, Zoya's name first popped in his mind. Though they had grown closer, but even before Miesha completed her sentence Asad had Zoya's image in his mind and heart. He knew she cares for his family and him. The thought that she cared about him was overwhelming An unknown smile crept up with her thoughts in his mind. He was sipping on his coffee when he saw Zoya and the same three people from that day, entering the caf. They took their seats and ordered coffee's .

Yohan was sipping his coffee when he saw Asad sitting across them, his soft gaze beholding Zoya's sight.

" Miyu... do you know Asad tujhe kitne pyaar se dekh raha hai..."

Yohan teased Zoya.

Zoya chocked on her coffee and Sid rubbed her back. She immediately looked back and saw Asad gazing at her. Asad noticed that Zoya has turned back was noticing him and retrieved his gaze back looking here and there, adjusting the collar of his short as if it was suffocating him. She heard everyone giggling at the table and closed her eyes embarrassed a bit. Sid called out to him and come join them. Asad hesitantly walked towards them and sat beside Zoya. Zoya smiled and glared others to shut their mouth. As they were talking about something, Zoya's gaze fell on his face, who was smiling but a bit tensed and by the look on his face, comprehended that he was wanting to talk something.

So after a few minutes they all bid each other farewell and moved towards their vehicle. Zoya saw Asad fiddling with the keys of his car.

" Asad kabhi scooty ride lekar dekhi hai...maza ajati hai!"

Zoya offered him a lift and he agreed seeing his car broke down. He smiled sheepishly while Zoya shook her head and signaled to sit behind her. He placed himself behind her while she wore her helmet. She rode on her scooty.

" Asad kuch baat karni hai? Aap caf me kuch kehna chahrahe the?"

Asad was stunned with the lady driving the scooty and even more when heard her next moment.

" Aise mat dekho Asad, psychology padhi hai... samajh jaati hu!...ghar chalke baat karte hai" She replied knowing his reaction, though her complete concentration was on the road. Asad felt something tickling him and saw that the leftover hairs that weren't welcomed in the helmet flying here and there. He held them while Zoya suddenly felt something, she looked in the side mirror to see Asad holding her hairs in his fist and looking at her back.

"Agar sahi salamat ghar pohachna chahte ho to please araam se betho and mujhe bhi drive karne do, it tickles a lot you see.."

Asad smiled hearing her and stopped moving, letting her drive.

They reached home and Zoya went to park her scooty. When she came she saw the three musketeers grinning mischievously at them and hooted " oye hoye". Zoya gave them a "seriously?" look and moved in the house. The three moved towards Asad and sang " kuch to hua hai...kuch hogaya hai" when walked past him and for the first time Asad didn't mind and smiled with a little blush.

Night :

Asad was standing gazing at the sky when he saw someone clicking fingers in front of his eyes. He turned and saw Zoya smiling at him, gesturing to sit down at the swing.

"Boliye kya kehna tha?"

Zoya finally asked him

Asad smiled and narrated her that how he felt that the deal his father was eager to crack was not giving him good vibes but Rashid was adamant to have that.

" Hmm to yeh baat hai... Sabse pehle to jaakar uncle ko eekk badi si hug kariye... And what I think is, iss matter ko agar hum in a business sense dekhe to use do businessmen ki tarah hi solve karna chahiye rather than baap bete jese"

She said and he looked up, she smiled and blinked in assurance.

"And what I prefer is dono pehle apne points samne rakhiye and then express why this deal is good or not good. Uss company ke background ke bare me pata kijiye, reviews lijiye and then act"

She paused and to look at him who was looking at her just a like an obedient child does and then continued.

" Samajhiye ki Uncle uss deal par itna emphasize kyu karrahe hai. Jese bachpan me vo aapki batein samjhte the, ab aapko unki baate samjhni hoga... I agree apka dil nahi man raha but unka experience bhi to hai na jisse hum ignore nahi karsakte... ab itni badi company koi ese hi nahi khade kar sakte na? So chill and jaake jo bhi hai dil me keh dijiye...Dil ki suno, Dil ki karo..."

She spoke and got up but stopped when she felt a tug on her hand to see Asad holding it. She looked up at him confused.

" Mere dil me bhi yahi tha, bas clear nahi tha, koi samjhane wala nahi tha.. thank you so much Zoya...I can rely on a close and true friend like you"

He completed and pecked her cheeks and moved out before she could ask him anything. On the other hand Zoya stood stunned with his sudden gesture, she placed her hand on her cheek where he just...pecked?

Can she again gain hopes? Should she again dream a future with him and her?..

~*~*~

"Meri keys!!!!!"

Zoya whined loudly, failing to find the keys of her vehicle while Humera joined the mission to find them. Asad entered Farooqui Mansion to ask Zeenat something, when he saw all the ladies of the house engrossed in something. Before he could ask, he felt a weight on him.

Zoya failed to find them and moved back frustrated, but then she stumbled failing to realize Asad's presence. She suddenly clashed with him and because she stepped on to his foot and then tangled in the mess. She fell into his awaiting arms, her hands locked behind his neck, and his caging her waist. This time eyes weren't closed, but deep drowned in each others.

Humera who finally found the keys under the carpet, smiled and looked towards Zoya to inform her but seeing the sight in front of her she hid the keys in her jean pocket.

They both set apart and smiled. She thanked him and then remembered about the keys. Asad saw her searching something and asked her about it to which she replied that she lost her keys and she needed to leave urgently.

"I will drop you Zoya kaha jana hai?"

Asad offered her and she smiled. She was about to say a yes but then remembered about her little secret. Before she could deny, Zeenat piped in.

"Haa Zoya, Asad drop kardega tumhe at your office!"

Zeenat chirped, but Asad caught the word "Office".

"Office?"

Asad inquired, office? This was new, Zoya worked?

"Ha Zoya to stati-"

Zeenat smiled and was about to continue but Zoya interrupted him

"Kuch nahi, kuch nahi... Kuch bhi bolti hai mumma!"

Zoya cut her off and shook her head at Zeenat who realized what she was about to spill.

"You work Zoya?"

Asad asked as a frown appeared on his forehead.

"Uh Yes, I work..."

Zoya smiled at him trying to find some excuse

" As a?"

Asked a curious Asad

"As a teacher! Ya teacher...Bas yahi paas me... and Mumma ne galti se office kehdiya"

She faked giggles trying to convince him. Seeing Zoya act weirdly he stopped probing further.

"Come I will drop you.."

Asad suggested and moved out. Seeing the clock, when there was not much time left for her show, she decided to accept his request.

Sliding in the seat she settles herself and turned towards him as he ignited the engine.

"So everything sorted between you and uncle?"

Zoya asked him and he nodded happily. Both happily chatted on something while Zoya realized that they were near her station.

"Stop! Agaya school mera.."

Zoya announced and smiled at him, turned to leave, knowing that he will definitely interrogate her.

"Par yaha par to koi school nahi hai.."

He looked around, he was sure there was no school around but then why she was stopping here?

"Uh ya, it's the other side so I would travel... your office is on the other side, you will have to travel other side... I will leave"

Zoya proceeded to open the door but he held her hand, causing her to stop

"I will drop you... its okay.."

Asad kept offering her not wishing her to leave alone

" No no I will leave... don't you worry... Bye!!"

Zoya got out and waved at him even before he could call her. Asad shook his head and left

"Sometimes this girl act really weird..."

A few days later...

Asad entered Farooqui Mansion to see it deserted but heard some voices from the kitchen. Curiosity crept him and he entered the kitchen to inhale the delicious aroma of food. He looked up to see Zoya battling with the dough she was kneading. A small patch of flour on her cheeks and her tied back in a bun.

" May I help?" He offered seeing Zoya juggling with all the dishes. Zoya looked up at him, the peck flashed in front of her and she immediately looked down as the crimson hue spread on her cheeks. She shook her head denying his offer.

" Hey please! Tum akele kesi karogi? I will help!"

" no!!! nahi no nako ille... Vo Ayaan ka baccha samjhta kya hai apne aapko.. he challenged me ki main pura khana akele nahi banasakti vo bhi acche se! I will prove him wrong..." Zoya regained her composure as if she was about to fight a battle. He chuckled at her anger. He touched some flour with his finger and rubbed it on her cheeks.

She suddenly stopped and looked at him.

" Unless and until you allow me to help , I won't mind this!"

He replied, shocked at his own gesture but nonetheless smiled.

She saw him again dipping his finger in the flour and screamed a yes.

" Aap mujhe round shaped roti banane me help kardijiye please...I mean banaungi main but aap usse round karne me mujhe guide kijiye."

He asked her to make one and so she did. He took a round steel container and placed it on the chappti and pressed it so that a round shape would be cut out from it. She gaped and squealed and placed the chapatti on the frying pan, when the sudden realization dawned upon her.

" hey! Mr.Shortcut I cant cheat! No no this is wrong...I wont cheat chahe phir mujhe apni ego ko crush karna pade ya apni pride ko majburi ki glass me ghot k pina pade!"

She announced with a determined face.

He shook his head at her and then moved behind her such that she was sandwiched between him and the slab. He placed his hands on the rolling pin and took a piece of dough dipped it in the flour and placed it on the marble slab disc. He captured her hands between his and helped her. He first rolled the rolling pin on it 3 times then slightly moved the chapatti and again repeated the process. She smiled when the chapatti started turning into a perfect round. She squealed when it turned out to be perfect round. She turned her face to the right only to be pulled into his eyes.

His eyes engaged hers, his soul captivated hers, trying to find all the answers. Why he reacted so, why he never felt this for the numerous girls he met, why her every look pulled those strings in him, why only her eyes had the capability to pull him into her, why talking to her make everything alright, why being around her make him feel the most fortunate person, why did her silence always irritated her, why seeing her with someone else makes him feel so different, so jealous??

Zoya on the other hand, was regaining her all lost and shattered hopes, seeing his eyes mirroring the emotions she had, seeking answers to all those questions she faced once, falling for her...just like she did...

So lost in each other's eyes he didn't notice his hand moving towards the stove, it was the burning sensation that jerked him back to the reality. He hissed in pain looking at the source of his injury. She moved her gaze to his hand and immediately held it seeing the red colour spread. She pulled him forward and placed his hand under the running water. He looked at her, what was happening to him, he badly needed his answers but at the moment he felt like being with her, their hands entwined, not for just the moment but forever...

She went and brought the ointment and applied it on the burnt. Shaking her head, she moved in the kitchen and resumed cooking. He came back in the kitchen and was about to ask something when she interrupted

"Ab mat kehna ki help karni hai, ek baar thodi si ki to yeh halat hai, rehne dijiye!"

She spoke angrily busy making chapattis. His mouth immediately closed not knowing what to answer when she suddenly squealed at her all chapattis being perfectly round. They both jumped and hugged each other in excitement. She chanted thank you's . Suddenly realizing what she did, she backed off and adjusted the things to avoid situation.

" Main help karta hau! Give me those bowls I will place them on the table." Asad tried to reduce the awkwardness between them only to receive a glare.

" Oh really? Thodi si help ki to ye ye hath jala liya , leave it I will do it!" She huffed and moved towards the dinning table laying the table.

"hey, meri kya galti hai I was just...just seeking the answers of all those unanswered ones...your eyes are the way to your soul Zoya"

He spoke and left the room leaving an utterly happy and dazed Zoya.

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This was written few days ago and maine proof read nahi kiya hai, hope its okay?

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Precap : The music that played in the background was long forgotten. They both stood with their eyes closed, as their heartbeats thumped against their chest. He slowly pulled himself away, still holding her hands causing her to open her eyes and look at him who was gazing intently at her. The next what he confessed stopped her heartbeats for a moment.

"I like you Zoya, I really do..."

And ek second! Kya in btw Zoya spilled she is an RJ 😲?

Stay tuned to know more and especially the beautiful song sequence coming up 😃...Saaz-e-dil chedo na, chup ho kyu gaaona...Aaona Aaona!!

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